My Supermodel Wife

Chapter 764 - It’s Too Late!

The man's pupils were carved with solemnity, locking Lilia's figure in a love as deep as the sea.

Seeing this, Lilia's worries gradually disappeared. She lowered her head and grabbed the man's hand. Then she spread out her fingertips and gripped his fingers tightly. "When will Vincent arrive?"

Before she could finish her question, Alice had already walked through the door of the waiting room. When she rushed in, she was still screaming. "Josh, Josh! Vincent is here!"

That's really fast!

Lilia and Jean stood up at the same time, and when Alice pushed open the door and turned to the side, Vincent's lazy face could be seen.

Unlike his previous arrival, the weather was getting hotter this time. He only wore a denim jacket, jeans and black boots. He is handsome but his hair is disheveled..

James and Irene also stood up to greet him. They had never seen Vincent before, and for a few seconds, they realized that Vincent's face looked too soft.

The heirs of the big families are all superior in appearance, and this Vincent is a little worse.

James looked at him with a faint suspicion in his eyes.

This little white face... Is he really a doctor? !

At this moment, Vincent was standing in front of the door, quite a distance from Alice with a disgusting look.

He looked around, set his sights on Jean's face, raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly. "Am I now your free doctor?"

Lilia pursed her lips, lowered her head and smiled.

He never changed... Especially his evil tongue!

In this room, Jean hadn't spoken yet, and it was James who started the conversation. "Don't worry, as long as you can heal our second brother, the price can be arranged!"

Vincent averted his eyes and glanced at Jean, pulling his lips in anger. "I want Josh to be mine, will you give him to me?"

James immediately choked!

Before he could find any reason to argue, he heard Jean calling out to him in a low, warning voice. "Vincent!"

Alice also raised her leg at the right moment and kicked his leg. "You think this is Parma? Can you be a little polite?!"

Vincent staggered, and couldn't help but wiggle his whole body away from Alice. "Don't touch me, stay away from me!"

Alice. "..."

Jean let go of Lilia, and as he walked towards the door, he gave his order to Vincent. "Follow me!"

Hearing this, Vincent glanced at him, and when he followed his steps, he was still muttering. "Who do I need to take care of this time? Josh, why are there so many sick people in your family?"

Walking into the corridor, Alice and Lilia also followed.

Alice was slightly surprised. "Don't you know that you'll be taking care of Uncle Enrico?"

Vincent's steps immediately stopped. He looked at Alice, and finally raised his eyebrows at Jean's indifferent gaze. "Enrico? That weird old man in your house? Is he here?"

Jean hummed, Alice whispered to him. "Watch your word, Vincent. He's not just a random old man, He's Josh's second brother!"

"What?!" Vincent felt that he was having hallucinations. He pulled his ear. "Who's the second brother?"

Alice looked at him in annoyance and wanted to explain but Jean was already walking to the next door of the ward. He then turned his gaze to the doorknob. "He is my second brother and his name is Jack!"

Vincent is stunned!

...

At this time, Jack had already gone through all the examinations done by the doctors.

Along with Doctor Lucas, the doctors from various departments planned to go to the office to discuss.

As Vincent followed Jean into the ward, his eyes fell on Jack.

This bruised, ugly and pathetic man is Josh's second brother?!

Doctor Lucas saw the person entering and took the lead to speak. "Young Master, the examination is over!"

"Alright, come out and talk!" Jean turned and looked at Vincent. "I'll be back."

Vincent waved his hand, then walked over to the hospital bed without saying a word. He bent down and looked into Jack's face.

Why couldn't he see the similarities between him and Josh?!

...

Five minutes later, everyone gathered at the director's office.

James and Irene also rushed here.

Doctor Lucas spoke to Doctor Mark and said, "The specific situation will be explained by Doctor Mark."

Mark is a senior physician with medical skills in surgery.

Not only that, beside being an ace in the field of surgery, Mark also has a deep insight of various departments such as internal medicine, orthopedics, dermatology, and ... oncology.

Mark and James are old acquaintances. He still holds the notebook in his hands. After nodding slightly to the family members, he said, "Young master, we have just carried out the relevant tests for the patient. The results are not very ideal. From a surgical point of view, he had no obvious injuries, and the scars on his body were almost healed. The more serious problem is that his spine has a ... tumor. For more details, Doctor Otto will explain."

Doctor Mark then looked at one of the elders in the office who was an oncologist.

Doctor Otto has gray hair, good eyebrows and good eyes. He holds a CT report in his hand and communicates with doctors around him from time to time.

Hearing this, he raised his eyes and nodded to Doctor Mark. "Since the patient's family members are here, I will explain. The patient is currently suffering from lymphoma. From this CT scan, it looks like there are metastases."

"When you look at this, he has a mass in his neck, and the image of this section is formed by the tumor occupying space. Unfortunately, it is too late. Lymphoma cancer itself is difficult to cure, and progresses very fast. Even with medical science abroad, it is too late!"

"The only advice I can give is to treat it conservatively, and if the patient's body can survive, we can continue with radiotherapy and chemotherapy."

The old professor's words were like lightning striking everyone's ears. James' body was shaking violently. "Doctor, is there no cure?"

Doctor Otto looked at him, shaking his head. "Unfortunately it's too late!"

Next, Doctor Otto briefly discussed similar cases that had happened and how they used to treat them.

However, people still had a hard time accepting this sad news.

In less than half an hour, the group left the director's office.

When Doctor Lucas saw them, he looked at Doctor Mark very seriously. "Sir, do you have any suggestions for this situation?"

Doctor Mark put down the book in his hand and said tactfully, "Do your best and appreciate the time you have."

"Then... how much time is left?"

"I can't give a definite answer. But the patient I used to treat lasted for about 7 months. If we treat him closely, perhaps we can see a miracle in a year, and that will be very good for him."

Doctor Lucas took a deep breath, then thanked him before he finally walked out of the office with heavy steps.